Little Jack Sheppard
handsome, witty & a bit of a charmer.

Not the most
successful highway man
known to man.

However to make up for this...defect
he’s an expert
at getting out of jail.

Seems to have a monopoly on it.

Small and wiry
slipping through the bars.

Aided & abetted
by Edgworth Bess
& Poll Maggot

(both equally besotted)

he escapes from
Newgate prison.

But by 22
he’s over the hill

dancing
dancing on air

the wind in his hair

courtesy of a hempen rope.

All good things coming...as they do...to an end.

Death(that highway man)
ordering him to stand & deliver.

The money of his life.

Dónall Dempsey

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